History:
Samuel F. Smith wrote the words to the song because his friend Lowell Mason could not read english. Nobody knows where the tune can from.
Solfege:
Do do re ti do re
Mi mi fa mi re do
re do ti do
So so so so fa mi
fa fa fa fa mi re
mi fa-mi-re-do mi fa so
la-fa mi re do
Video:
Lyrics: My country, ’tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrims’ pride, From every mountainside, Let freedom ring!
My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills, Like that above.
Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees, Sweet freedom’s song; Let mortal tongues awake; Let all that breathe partake; Let rocks their silence break, The sound prolong.
Our fathers’ God, to Thee, Author of liberty, To Thee we sing; Long may our land be bright With freedom’s holy light; Protect us by Thy might, Great God, our King.
America (My country tis of thee)
By: Michaela Hart and Hope McNishHistory:
Samuel F. Smith wrote the words to the song because his friend Lowell Mason could not read english. Nobody knows where the tune can from.
Solfege:
Do do re ti do re
Mi mi fa mi re do
re do ti do
So so so so fa mi
fa fa fa fa mi re
mi fa-mi-re-do mi fa so
la-fa mi re do
Video:
Lyrics:
My country, ’tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims’ pride,
From every mountainside,
Let freedom ring!
My native country, thee,
Land of the noble free,
Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills;
My heart with rapture thrills,
Like that above.
Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees,
Sweet freedom’s song;
Let mortal tongues awake;
Let all that breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.
Our fathers’ God, to Thee,
Author of liberty,
To Thee we sing;
Long may our land be bright
With freedom’s holy light;
Protect us by Thy might,
Great God, our King.